8 Christine
(M/fff, Abd, NC, CB, Abuse)
By Kray Kray20@lycos.com
For the following days we maintained a rather soft position with the maid
slaves, they have to recover, chiefly Mary. And as easier their treatment is, as
strongly they feel the long orgasm abstinence.
For both, Mary and Erika, their new life of incredible sexual excitements always
unrelieved, is a disbelieving unpredicted experience. They are both evidently
craving for something, they need it, but their personal inflexible virtue-guards
are continuously keeping insulate their so eager sexes from the outside.
Moreover, mine and Christine's incessant teasing, and little or "less little"
punishments, maintain their hopeless hopes always at the higher level possible.
<Ok, Christine, to the dungeon, hurry up!> "Y...yes, Master... But...
something wrong?..." <Are you perhaps discussing my orders or my judgement,
Christine?> "NHO!... No, Master... Absolutely not, Master... I immediately
rush there..." <between the whipping posts> I answer at her interrogative
glance <Begin tying yourself there, well spread.>.
Before to follow her I bring the two maid slaves in my bedroom, I leash them at
the feet of the bed, with long slack. Then I chain their hands in front of their
collar, allowing her arms 30 cm of freedom. Meanwhile I prepare the bed
equipment, I impart them my instructions for later.
When I return in the dungeon I find Christine with her legs chained so widened
that she would fall, if she hasn't succeeded on chaining one wrist too.
I calmly link her last free limb to a pole chain, and I draught her up, her toes
barely brushing the floor.
I move behind that limp gasping body, and I cuddle her belly and her breast few
minutes.
<I think you deserve a severe punishment, don't you, Christine?> "...Yes,
Master..." she escapes a couple of wails of fear and nervousness, she still
doesn't understand what's happening. I already gave her punishments, in the past
days, very often only for my pleasure, but today she senses that there is
something different, something more serious, and the confirmation is that I'm
slipping out her chastity belt.
I administer her few enemas till to clean her bowels clear, and I made something
similar to her pussy, then I begin whipping her.
It is a hard whipping, with the rubber crop, all over her defenceless body, but
short. I whip her for not more than 5 minutes, despite in that time I whip her
innermost too, allowing my flexible crop to hit between her delicate labia.
She never dares to complain, however she screamed aloud whole the time.
Then, without a single word, I release her, and I bring her into the tub,
already filled of hot aromatized water.
She stares at me subjugate, daring only many grimaces, while I'm gently stroking
her all over with the sponge.
Then, standing up just beside the tub, quivering frightened, a quick towelling
and a full massage with abundant balsamic oil, that she relishes breathing
deeply in great comfort.
Hands almost comfortably tied behind her back, a leash, and, wearing only the
chest harness that is improving her lustful breast, she swiftly follows me to
the bedroom. Her big tits bounce pleasantly at her steps.
At our entrance she freezes onto the door just for a single second, enough time
to receive a jerk by the leash that I'm firmly seizing while I continue walking
ahead.
Surely the place has shocked Christine. Both the maids were knelt on the floor
at the foot of the bed, one at the left side and one at the right. They wear
their chastity belt and a leather corset, which moulds their waists in a very
exciting hourglass shape. The corset is a low type, so their tits are completely
free, they would proudly and impudently show their firmness, if there were not
residual signs of abuses and one shining steel ring at the tip of each one of
them.
From the mattress sides, two alarming stirrups bend and rise wickedly. <Lay
onto the mattress and put your ankles into the stirrups!> She obeys gasping
in fear. She has to open her legs very unpleasantly, and she needs to keep her
knees a little bent for the strain, so that her intimates are obscenely exposed.
As soon as she take position, Mary at the right side and Erika at the left,
strap Christine ankles in place. Then they tie a special thin strap to her toes
and they join the free end to the relative canopy column, and after a fair
tightening, Christine's feet movements are very limited.
I climb between her legs and I tie an elastic to her clitoral piercing, then
<Go on, slaves, without mercy!> Standing at the bed sides, both, Erika and
Mary, passionately grab one helplessly foot and start to kiss it, lick it, bite
it, and tickle its sensitive sole with the fingernails. I told them to be no
gentle. They have orders to suck it and to tease it incessantly with the maximum
engagement, and with an hint of brutality or they would pay terribly... And they
are both obeying properly. They are making a sweet violent love with Christine's
feet.
Christine reaction is a foolish mix of laughs and gasps, and begs to stop, and
shaking sideway of her head and chest. It is an unbearable pleasure... I know
she would never renounce of it if she could decide, but the gnawing pleasure is
boosted from the impossibility to stop it.
I sit beside her waist, I grab one shacking tit with one hand and I unkindly
force her down, then I reach her exposed sex with my free hand. I invade her
both holes at once, exploring her without regards for long, meanwhile the maids
are still tormenting her feet.
And I succeed in my plan, because, finally, Christine becomes wet, very wet.
I switch between her legs and I lay over her, then I grab her head <Do you
begin understanding now, Christine?> "M... Mas... t... er... M... Mas...
Plll...ll.. Plea... M..." <Yes, I know, but now I need all your devotion,
Christine> I raise a moment, in which I tie her clitoral elastic to my sex,
around which I have prepared a sort of collar that wraps my balls and my rod. In
a single fluent movement, I lay over her again, and I plunge inside her.
<Now, Christine, think of you, think of your far past sad life, with those
shabby pleasures you were used to, and compare it with your actual one. Think of
these last days of continuous excitement, think of the long nights you used to
pass bored and sad beside your lovers. Think of your nowadays coloured
captivity, and of your former useless freedom... And now...Think of me... Now
think only of me!> I slowly started to pump inside her, each my stroke I
pulls and I releases her engorged and engorged clit, so unaccustomed to fully
enjoy like now. Christine has immediately begun to gasp and moan, lost in a deep
unknown pleasure. I've felt her dampness increasing, she's dripping now, and she
never did it like this... I'm very pleased, fulfilled from my slave that is
about to have her first real fuck, her first time... Indeed, she's about to be
deflowered.
<Ok you two, maximum sweetness now> They were already waiting for this
order, so they untie Christine's toes and they change to a very kind treatment
with Christine's feet, which consequently, they cease to attempt escaping. The
maids gently lick and kiss and suck them all over, disposing Christine mood in a
perfect state.
And I even haven't the time to finish my phrase that she gets it! Powerful,
long, perfect! And the effect over Christine is striking. She's lost in a real
delirium of bliss, in which she alternates confuses phrases, all containing the
word "...Thank you...".
I wait few minutes that she returns on the earth, then <How are you,
slave?> "Ma..." She's unable to say nothing, she starts crying loudly,
waving, uncontrollably "... Tha... ahaa... Thaank..." My little maids too are
weeping for Christine bliss. They eventually ended of thinking only to
themselves <Say nothing, slave... I'm glad for you, now you are a real woman,
and tied women excite me... And since I still have to come... are you ready to
come your first second time?> Useless to answer, she reaches her second
orgasm only 5 minutes later... and her third one together with me just a little
later.
<Slaves, untie her feet!> <Now Chris...> she doesn't allow me to end
my phrase, as soon as her feet are freed, she manages to get knelt and bowed on
me she's pleasantly cleaning whole my crotch with her tongue and lips, still
shedding hot tears of happiness.
<Maids, you have your blankets, keep sleeping!... You made a good job, I'm
glad of you, this night you will sleep a little more comfortably than usual, I'm
letting you whole the slack on your chains> "Thank you, Master" a little
chorus replays satisfied.
By Kray
A little comment?... No? What a pity! I would really appreciate it... Bye!
Kray20@lycos.com
